I found a new place where I can have a fumble
There are objects hanging down, I hope they do not tumble
Mrs. Human said it’s not my place, reserved for her wash
I find it nice and warm and even looks quite posh
I think I will stay a while, although she closed the door
Now I am locked in here, I will have to roar
The door has opened, I am free, I do not like it here
There is the dust eating monster and vitamin pellets to fear
Ah the vacuum cleaner. Oh Tabby. Unless it’s plugged in, it’s inanimate sculpture. Nothing to worry about.
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Inzidieren a Monster and that room is where it sleeps. I don’t trust it.
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Definitely not trustworthy, Tabby.
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I had a long-haired black cat — called Gollum (like in Lord of the Rings) — who used to steal the laundry off the lines. We all lose socks, but we were losing a LOT of socks and towels and underwear. It turned out Gollum had all of it tucked under the sofa.
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Cats get some strange ideas.
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